Chapter 8 second part

Zhenya

I left the University in a depressed mood. The worst part was that I really liked the caresses of this bastard, who resembles a terrible devil. How dare he cross that line? I'm good myself, I provoked him, how can I look him in the eye now? The demon in the person of Pyotr Alexandrovich penetrated into my soul and introduced me to the world of vicious debauchery. It's almost half past seven in the evening, I go into the kitchen of the hostel and pour coffee. Without taking off my coat, I see Ksenia join me and pose the questions:

"How did it go?"

The very thought of what we were doing in the audience sent shivers down my back. His caresses make me shiver.

" Do you hear me? Don't tell me you got a bad grade!" her gaze was very concerned, but I needed a cold shower to get my head straight. 

At night, I remembered the teacher's burning lips, which tasted li